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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Youth by Joseph Conrad: the mainmast: I leaned against it sucking at my pipe,
and the carpenter, a young chap, came to talk to me. He
remarked, 'I think we have done very well, haven't we?'
and then I perceived with annoyance the fool was try-
ing to tilt the bench. I said curtly, 'Don't, Chips,' and
immediately became aware of a queer sensation, of an
absurd delusion,--I seemed somehow to be in the air. I
heard all round me like a pent-up breath released--as
if a thousand giants simultaneously had said Phoo!--
and felt a dull concussion which made my ribs ache sud-
denly. No doubt about it--I was in the air, and my
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